Another trip to Flat Iron

I always confuse this place with Iron Post, a bar that I never went to in Champaign. So it's mind bizarre that I can never get the name right.

Peter took his engineering licensing exam yesterday, so we went to Revolution brewery to celebrate/commiserate. Revolution is a surprisingly cool place, and they have good house-brewed beers and mixed drinks, too.

Then we went to Flat Iron. And drank PBR. In cans. And woke up with a headache. As is always the case at Flat Iron. And by "always," I mean "the only other time we drank there, when we were drinking with a rockstar."

that is actually what is on the walls.